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[Lumina Faith]

Um...She created a wolf that will become mates with Aly's first wolf, Basil.)

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(okay, and where are they now? i guess i'll pretend that Nordon ran away or something..)

[prissyshoo22]

Lunar:
Well you know I can tell which one is you he said pouncing on top of her

[jaques]

Owlola glanced at Huricane.

[Lumina Faith]

Sunama nodded. "Well, you can stay here and learn the names of the different wolves from the two packs."

[Losberry]

Sunama thought for a bit. "I think I kniw a plant to fix that wound," she muttered the placed a paw on the ground. A milky white plant started rowing rapidly.

(Sorry i been gone)
Virus
He winced slightly but instantly felt relief. "Thankyou" he said, his tail swaying side to side.

[nyctorin.]

{Ello everyone! I'm back, as you can see in my signature, from my break. Sorry to the long wait, no need for a recap, I'm read to jump in.}

Flash sat at the mouth of her home; a large stone gave with a bed of tall grass near the back. Her silver eyes glided over the horizon as she wondered where everyone was. "Such a good Beta I am; not having a clue as to where my pack mates are." She scoffed sarcastically then paused for a while, thinking on how funny that sounded to her; pack mates. It had been that way for a while, so it shouldn't have sounded strange, yet it did. What did it necessarily mean to be in a pack? Didn't it mean... Family? A shudder edged between her wings and down her spine as she thought of what happened to her last family. Then the femme quickly dismissed the thought and forced herself to look at the kill pile and focus on other things. "Food. We might need food." Rather it was true or not, she didn't care, for it hunting was something better to do than sit and recollect her past. Flash stood up, stretched, then began to pad into the forest.

Winter looked to Flame with happiness shining in his blue gaze as he quickly trotted around her in a gleeful way, then stopped in front of her and play bowed. "Yes! Okay, where should we go? We tried hunting, and it didn't work... So, what else?" The black pup sat down and looked up towards the sky with a serious look on his face, trying to think of something that would help him discover his special power. He was lucky to have such a friend like Flame; other wolves might not want to help a strange pup that randomly showed up at the pack with no family or history, just some weird orb necklace around his neck... A sudden idea popped into Winter's head and he had the expression like an imaginary light bulb just turned on. "The necklace! That's it!" Quickly, he bowed down and felt the leather sash and orb glide over his head and plop down onto the ground.

[jaques]

(OOC: OK where do I come in?! I feel so ignored. I'm assuming Hurricane is not near or arround Owlola and I'll go from there.)

O W L O L A :: C E N T R A L . F O R E S T :: A L O N E

Owloa sat alone. Somehow she felt as if she wasn't welcome in the pack however her rank may be high. No one needed a Sentinel. Not really. The she-wolf looked at her feathered wings and scorned them. Scorned the bird part of her that wished her to fly. She was ashamed. Owlola's powers made her different. Made her weird. She noticed the looks of others towards her. They judged her, and she knew. Just because she could control the stupid weather they hated her. So? So could a few of the others in her old pack!
And that lead her mind-track to the last war her pack ever had. And lost. Those retched creature killede all of them. All of her pack.
And all for what?
The power?
The glory?
The bloodlust?
Who knew. She could never forgive them. Or, thought Owlola thought bitterly of the new wolves, anyone like them.
Anyhow, Owlola walked on her mind set on her hate for those stupid ShadowWolves.
It started like this.

On one dark full moon Silverpelt Pack was celebrating the coming of the New-Pups, I was only 2 years then. The pups were all lively and blessed with Silverpelt's wings at birth. I remember Scenting a dark, thistle like sent. I had told my mother who only brushed me off. Then when a little time past that night THEY hit.
It went by fast but I remember one moment when the oviouse pack leader took centre stage.
"I will kill overy one of you unless you flee this area. And I mean ALL of this continet." With that the large black male sank his teeth into every one of the New-Pups but one...
"NO!!!" I had screamed.
But before we could even get in a wink of a fight in again then vanished.
But every day they killed another wolfe starting with the youngest and old. Till the leader gave in for waiting and one day the Hollowedwolves sent a patrol and slaughtered us all. I had been hiding and to this day I do not know how I got past that day. They never found me. And they never messed with me either.
Oh well.
So what if my race is dead and gone.
So what if others hate me so much.
So what if they don't much care.
Oh well.
Let them hate. Let them Scorn.

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Nordon sauntered creepily into his old pack's territory. He had changed so much during his absence that he was hardly recognized as the humble hearted omega wolf who had so reluctantly tagged along behind his successors. Now, he was much more tough and independent, though his heart of gold had never dissapeared. He was now much more agile and had improved where he showed weakness.

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